I wrote a blog for you this morning, then ate breakfast before I posted it. When I came back I read it again and . . . b-o-r-i–n-g!!!
What do you do when you find yourself in that predicament?
I’ll just tell you about my flock! (Don’t squawk.)
I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it lately (clears throat) but I like roosters, and a chicken or two.
That picture is a rooster that I admire. It lived in that Small Town to the North when I discovered it. It drew me in to the most beautiful shop I’d been to in a long time. When I asked about it, I found it was out of my range–I didn’t want to drop all that scratch.
Anyway, I started admiring roosters a while back when I bought my dad a rooster pitcher. I don’t have a picture of it, but I still see it at his house when I visit, so he must have liked it. Otherwise, he’d give it away. LOL.
After that, I started picking them up for myself, and a few friends have added to the mix. Below you’ll find a slideshow of some of my flock–no pecking order there.
Not shown are an apron from Lynnette and Dale last Christmas and an adorable serving set that Marilyn gave me for my birthday. Oh, and I forgot Rusty. He’s not there, either, but he too is one of my favs and lives in my garden flock.